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[Sunday, September 25]
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i'm held at gun point to my head
while sitting alone in my bed
silent breath, no cries
just tears in my eyes
how'd a tryst lead me to be dead
i'm sitting alone in bed
black hole aimed at my head
angel in my eyes
i'm there paralysed
as i'm swept, escaping the lead.
________________________
i'm held at gun point to my head
while sitting alone in my bed
silent breath, no cries
just tears in my eyes
how'd a tryst lead me to be dead
i'm sitting alone in bed
black hole aimed at my head
angel in my eyes
i'm there paralysed
as i'm swept, escaping the lead.
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:: {kwoo§hie}* was awake at [2:32 PM]
--::1 lava lamps::--
I love it.